I thank his farmland for reviving me.
I’d never seen rain
wake the countryside.
Pulling trees and gravel roads to life.
I get hay, dirt, and grass stuck in my lungs.
And it is all good, washing down broken sunsets.
Every time a calf arrives, my husband says,
“It’s a good day to be born.”
And it’s always true.
Revival
Kelli Lage is earning her degree in Secondary English Education and works as a substitute teacher. She is a poetry reader for Bracken Magazine. Lage’s work has appeared in The Lumiere Review, Welter Journal, Watershed Review, and elsewhere. Website: www.KelliLage.com.